Archive for the 'motherhood' Category

First Crush

Friday, November 20th, 2009

Ever since Asa was a baby in the infant carrier, he has gazed at Lydia with adoring eyes. Lydia loves to kiss him, hug him and help him. I love hearing her run down the stairs in the morning yelling, “Aseeyyyy!” When Asa hears Lydia in the other room he jumps, screeches and starts signing [...]

Daylight Savings Time & The Working Mom

Monday, November 2nd, 2009

Today everyone has been a little grumpy. Asa cried for about 10 minutes because I wouldn’t play the pick-me-up-set-me-down game with him at 6:15 this morning. Lydia kicked all her toys across the floor when I asked her to put them in a basket. And me? Well, I’ve rolled my eyes a few more times [...]

Birthday Party Eve

Friday, September 18th, 2009

I’m sitting in my kitchen waiting for some frozen french bread to cook. Yes, that’s what I’m having for lunch. I’m too tired to make anything…I already made omelettes for the kids. I’ve got lots of stuff to cut out, hang and cook for Asa’s birthday party. And even more stuff to clean. Why does [...]

Growing Up

Monday, June 29th, 2009

Yesterday we had lunch at a Chinese restaurant. While Lydia was eating her fried rice and sipping egg drop soup, she suddenly looked grown up to me. I don’t know if it was because her hair was cute or because she doesn’t need any help eating or because she literally got taller the night before. [...]

National Mom’s Nite Out (the virtual Atlanta edition–kinda)

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

Last Mother’s Day I was pregnant. I had a 2 year old. And I don’t think I got one Mother’s Day present. I remember I planned lunch for my mom and got her gifts. I also had dinner to honor my mother-in-law…where she also got gifts from me. I’m pretty sure that my daughter had [...]

Dear Asa,

Monday, April 27th, 2009

Last night I stood in the bathroom at church applying some lipstick and fixing my hair. I was nervous because I was getting my picture taken soon and wanted to look good. I was thinking about how one day you would look at those pictures. And I was wondering what you’d think about your mama. [...]